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Xuanjian Square is the place where disciples of the Xuanjian Sect usually spar in Duel. It is very large, capable of accommodating up to sixty thousand people. At the very center of the square, there are ten Duel Arena, each measuring two hundred zhang in length and width.
At this moment, the arched steps above are already filled with people, including the talented individuals who came here as invited guests and disciples of the Xuanjian Sect. In short, it is crowded with people, all of whom possess Zongji Jing cultivation. Among them, ninety percent are at the Perfect Sect Level.
Xuanjian Square is somewhat noisy; with so many people sitting here who do not know each other, there is an underlying sense of hostility. They all understand that they are likely here for the Xuanjian Ling. Every person present is a competitor for the Xuanjian Ling.
The martial artists sitting in the front row are particularly targeted by others. This is because they all possess Xuanjian Ling, making them the true opponents in this competition. As long as one can defeat them, they can obtain the Xuanjian Ling and secure a spot in the Rising Dragon Conference.
"Alright, since you have all arrived at the Xuanjian Sect, I will explain to you about the Xuanjian Ling and the Rising Dragon Conference," said an elder who had previously led Ren Pingsheng and his group, appearing on the Duel Arena.
"First, regarding the Rising Dragon Conference, many of you may already have some understanding. As long as you place in the top ten, you will be able to enter the Ascension Pool, allowing you to become a Half-Step Monarch. As for other Reward, that remains unknown for now. The quota for participants in the Rising Dragon Conference is one thousand; aside from two hundred spots for Jizhou, each of the other eight states only has one hundred spots."
"Our Snow State also has only one hundred spots, and this Xuanjian Ling serves as proof of qualification to participate in the Rising Dragon Conference. Ultimately, only those one hundred individuals who possess Xuanjian Ling can represent Snow State at the conference. So you should understand its significance. Martial artists with Xuanjian Ling must protect their tokens, while those without must compete for one."
"Now let's discuss the rules of the Duel. Pay attention," said the elder, pausing briefly to scan the crowd before continuing: "There are ten Duel Arena. Martial artists without a Xuanjian Ling must first win three matches on an Arena before they can challenge any one of these one hundred martial artists by name. If they can defeat them, then the Xuanjian Ling will be theirs. If they can defeat ten challengers, they will secure a final spot."
"Martial artists with a Xuanjian Ling, when accepting challenges, must win ten matches to pass the test. They can retain their Xuanjian Ling and gain qualification for participation in the Rising Dragon Conference. Remember that everyone must win ten matches to conclude their participation unless all challengers below have finished their challenges."
"There are additional points to clarify: martial artists eligible to challenge will be considered defeated after losing once and will not have another chance to challenge. Martial artists with a Xuanjian Ling, upon losing once, will also lose their qualification. Those with a Xuanjian Ling cannot be challenged consecutively; they must win at least three matches first. Of course, if they agree themselves, it is permissible. If you find it troublesome and are confident in your strength, you can even become a challenger and accept ten consecutive challenges; if you win, you will retain your spot."
"Next is for martial artists without a Xuanjian Ling: after three rounds of Duel, winning three matches will suffice for qualification. You will go up on your own; casualties do not matter, so act according to your abilities. Now, let’s begin the first round of the Duel." After finishing his speech, the elder stepped down from the Duel Arena, effectively becoming a referee.
The one hundred martial artists possessing a Xuanjian Ling, including Ren Pingsheng, do not need to worry for now; they can simply watch those on stage sparring. They are also happy to observe their opponents' strengths since someone might challenge them soon.
On the ten Duel Arena, people continuously enter and exit. Some achieve victory while others face defeat or even death. However, those who lose their lives are ultimately a small fraction.
Most participants are basically at the level of a Perfected Sect-Level Martial Artist. Even if they cannot win outright, escaping is not difficult; simply jumping off the Duel Arena suffices for most people. Unless someone is foolish enough to cling on despite knowing they will lose.
There are three total rounds of Duel, and today happens to be the last round. It has already progressed to its final stage and is about to conclude soon.
Including the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect, there were tens of thousands of martial artists, but now only a little over two thousand remained. A large portion had been eliminated, and those who remained were the ones who had won three matches and qualified for the challenge.
The Third Round Duel had completely concluded, and at this moment, the atmosphere in Xuanjian Square became tense.
They all knew that the next segment would be the designated challenge phase. Those martial artists who possessed the Xuanjian Ling were contemplating whether they would be challenged. The qualified challengers were carefully observing, looking for opponents they could challenge and hoped to defeat.
"Now that the challengers have qualified, they can choose to issue challenges. Of course, those with the Xuanjian Ling who are willing to defend their position can also select an Arena. As long as they win ten matches, they will secure a spot," the elder said softly while looking at all the martial artists present.
"Hmph, wait a moment!" Suddenly, a voice interrupted some martial artists who were preparing to take the stage. A figure appeared on the Arena; it was an elderly man with a long face and triangular eyes that glinted coldly. He looked like someone difficult to deal with.
"Oh, it's Elder Xue. I wonder what brings you here?" The elder who had just spoken looked surprised and then asked casually.
"Naturally, I have matters to attend to!" Elder Xue replied without even looking, his gaze sweeping over the martial artists seated below. "Listen carefully, which representative from the Evil Sect is here? Step forward quickly."
Ren Pingsheng narrowed his eyes. He had taken note when he referred to this elder as Elder Xue. He clearly remembered that when he encountered the Xuanjian Sect envoy Li Han at the Evil Sect, Li Han had mentioned that Elder Xue from the Inner Sect of the Evil Sect had a close relationship with them, advising him to be cautious.
He hadn't expected to encounter him so soon. The third round had just concluded three days ago, and now he was boldly seeking him out.
"Hmph, step forward quickly. Don't think that if you don't come out, I won't be able to find you. The Xuanjian Ling from the Evil Sect passed through my hands; I naturally have ways to track it down," he said coldly.
"This old fellow doesn't know if what he's saying is true or not, but even if it's false, if he investigates, it would be easy for him to find me since the Evil Sect was destroyed by my hand."
Ren Pingsheng thought for a moment and then set aside his worries, slowly standing up. He performed a bow and said calmly, "The Xuanjian Ling of the Evil Sect is in my possession. I wonder what instructions Senior has?"
"Very well, the Xuanjian Ling of the Evil Sect is in your hands; it seems that the Evil Sect has indeed perished at your hands," he said with narrowed eyes and a stern tone.
"Indeed, the Evil Sect was destroyed by me. This Evil Sect was arrogant and did all sorts of evil deeds. Does Senior still have any connection with them?"
Ren Pingsheng's words confirmed many suspicions; several martial artists turned their heads in surprise. They had heard rumors about the fall of the Evil Sect but hadn't expected that the culprit was a Zongji Jing martial artist. This made them regard Ren Pingsheng as an extremely formidable individual whom they should avoid provoking.
This effect might have been unexpected for Ren Pingsheng. Of course, some people looked at Ren Pingsheng with great interest; they were powerful individuals themselves and naturally wanted to compete with him. However, such an opportunity seemed unlikely now.
"Relationship? It matters a lot. However, since the Evil Sect has been destroyed, it is their own incompetence, and I can't be bothered to inquire further. But that Xuanjian Ling is not something you should possess. Hand it over obediently now, and I can let the past go and spare your life," Elder Xue said, his expression changing slightly.
"Oh? Why can't I have the Xuanjian Ling? Is it really that precious?" Ren Pingsheng said with a look of surprise. "Besides, I took this thing from the Evil Sect, so naturally it belongs to me. Just because this Xuanjian Ling was issued by your Xuanjian Sect, does that mean it's your property? Do you think you can just take it?"
"You..." His face turned angry, his brows furrowing as his aura began to rise. "I'll say it again: give me the Xuanjian Ling, or your life will end here today!"
"Heh heh, what's this? If soft tactics don't work, you're resorting to hard ones? No wonder you're the Elder of the Snow State Overlord Xuanjian Sect; truly impressive. Now that you want my Xuanjian Ling, are you also planning to take others' next?" He glanced at the other martial artists who possessed Xuanjian Ling and said pointedly.
Sure enough, the other martial artists with Xuanjian Ling immediately became vigilant. They had just been watching the show, but now they realized it was indeed possible and couldn't sit still any longer. They drew their swords, ready to act at any moment.
"Hmph, don't twist my words. You destroyed the Evil Sect; I only want your Xuanjian Ling. Hand it over, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, you'll bleed today!" Elder Xue's heart raced as he quickly explained, directing his aura solely at Ren Pingsheng.
These were all geniuses from various major forces; if this matter wasn't handled well, it would definitely have a very bad impact on his Xuanjian Sect. So he remained cautious.
"Is that so? Let me be clear: this Xuanjian Ling in my hands is mine. If you want it, send someone to take it. If they succeed in taking it away, then naturally it's yours," Ren Pingsheng raised his eyebrows and sat down instead, casually glancing at him as he said indifferently: "As for you? I was able to destroy the King-Level Expert of the Evil Sect; do you think I would be afraid of you?"
"Of course, if your Xuanjian Sect wants to be shameless and bully the weak with numbers, then I might as well just give you this Xuanjian Ling." He twirled the Xuanjian Ling in his hand, speaking calmly and unhurriedly. His expression was indifferent; the intimidation from a King-Level Expert seemed to have no effect on him at all.
As soon as these words fell, the scene fell silent. Elder Xue on the Arena had a dark expression on his face. At this moment, he found himself in a dilemma—if he acted, it wouldn't be right; if he didn't act, he felt unwilling.
He originally thought that as soon as he appeared, it would be an easy matter. Once Ren Pingsheng learned of his identity as a King-Level Expert, he would surely hand over the Xuanjian Ling obediently. He never expected him to be so tough, leading to such a difficult situation now. His heart was already filled with rage; he wished he could immediately tear Ren Pingsheng into pieces.
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